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Friday, August 14, 2009

Canadian Trip - day 3 and 4


Marjorie Montreal

Wednesday: Made breakfast. Today my Uncle and I meet my cousin Marjorie, a business woman in Montréal. We took the train which was pretty fun and we birdwatched for a bit before connecting with Marj. We have planned to go to her house Saturday and swim at her house Saturday. We saw a nice church with a violinist and ate at a swanky restaurant, people watched and saw some sites from Montreal including the Old Port, the artist area and their Chinatown. We returned home and I had dinner with my cousin Arlene and hung out with my cousin Karine and her boyfriend Phil. We had Tuna fish on wheat, and salad. My uncle has asked me to do a painting for a wall in his house and during my meditation I was inspired to do a portrait of Roselynn my niece, Karine's daughter, whom was born a year after my last Canadian visit.

Uncle Tony, Karine and I

Thursday: it is now 1am and I am staring at a penciled version of the portrait. I have to be up in a couple of hours so I'll make it brief. Today was our slow day. I had a perfect breakfast. I was preparing some breakfasts for the future. And my aunts brother said in French I think you may have miscounted (I count everything in my breakfast) its funny to me because I was thinking the exact thing. Was that 26 or 27 squares of spoon sized shredded wheat? Argh. We left to buy art supplies, stuff for the sound system and vegetables, capers and bananas. We saw orange and green genetically modified cauliflower. We got the green one which was crossed with broccoli and it was true it tasted just like broccoli. Maybe there's something to this frankenfoods. Must they be our enemies? We returned and met with Arlene and made dinner. Uncle Tony prepared fresh Salmon. Arlene steamed veggies and I prepared the salad. Karine and Phil came over and I met Roselynn who was a very well behaved child. Bobby came over and helped with the final adjustments of the sound system for Karaoke night which is a big tradition. My Uncle, Karine and Bobby are wedding singers. My other cousins all sing too. Its a lot of fun. While I was setting up the prelims for the painting my Uncle started playing a cassette of Celine Dion that made my cousins wince. I was amused because I was thinking how Canadian was this? All I need is a tuque and some earmuffs and I can take off to the "great white north". Oh I am here. Beauty, eh?
Roselynn and Karines foot.

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Canadian Trip Day 2

Chillaxing on the porch swing


Are we having fun yet, eh? Today was a good day in the most Ice Cube sense. I had an almost perfect breakfast, I counted out 27 squares of spoon sized shredded wheat (one ounce) 63 raisins (one ounce) a banana and one cup of Soy Milk (8 ounces) all I needed was milled Flaxseeds which in french are called Graines de Lin Moulues. We looked for it in the supermarket for a half an hour. It was worth it so i can have a perfect breakfast tomorrow. my uncle took me to the local Kmart ish store Zellers and bought me a proper fitting pair of blue jeans. (size 36) the ones I was wearing were size 42. then we had a Mr. Rogers moment we walked past a little miniature neighborhood. then soft dissolve to us walking to a house with a shingle of with a needle and thread that read "coutrureire" (seamstress) on it and we walked in and visited his sister in law, Maryse who is a costume maker and saw all her cool costumes! She hemmed my pants even though she had guests over. she was super cool. from there we returned home and prepared salad and Arlene forked the yams and uncle Tony prepared speckled trout he caught himself and seasoned wrapped in tin foil with sliced potatoes, mushrooms, white onions and salt, red pepper, adobo (of course) and cooked it on a barbecue grill. I also learned how to eat fish properly. After that we relaxed on the porch swing and chatted before going to bed. I didn't even have to use my AK. Today was a good day.



My Cousin Arlene and I relaxing on the porch swing.